Habibati

A daughter of beauty, born of the zephyr, has slipped from heaven to earth. She is so elegant that she must wear a mask or enchant every living thing she confronts. The jealous Aphrodite seeks her secret as the wind whispers her name.

{{{♪♫♩♬♭~ Pa…♪♫♩♬…tri…♪♫♩♬…cia ~ ♪♫♩♬♭}}}

Within the oracle at Delphi,

I gazed into a pool of cloud.

As Aphrodite raged in silence,

Zeus and Poseidon laughed aloud…

“The source of endless nectar,

and inspiration for all creation

Originated from an unknown wind,

that began before time’s crown…”

Listen to the winds...

{{{♪♫♩♬♭~ Pa…♪♫♩♬…tri…♪♫♩♬…cia ~ ♪♫♩♬♭}}}

An astral flow caressed my ears,

and stilled forever my breath.

Hark! Listened to the breeze,

as it whispered unknown depths.

In the beginning there was harmony,

each god(dess) held a strand of chaos.

A golden current to offer life,

within her kiss of a whisper…

…the morning winds whisper a near inaudible sigh {{{♪♫♩♬ ~ Pa…}}}

Promethean gifts forgotten,

amends attained through claw.

Alas! Woe arose in the mists,

as mortals lost sight of awe.

No Herculean rescue to right,

only the conjure of love.

The fearless Cyclops,

trembled at her feather touch.

…the swirling wisps of the heavens whisper {{{♪♫♩♬…tri…♪♫♩♬}}}

Ethereal tears painted roses,

pain became their thorns.

Heed! The wrath of Achilles,

touched heaven to earth.

Odysseus fell to sirens’ song,

when he closed his ears to her.

All forgot the beauty and

innocence of the elegant lure.

…the gentle close of daylight’s veil pulls all whispers to silence. {{{…cia ~ ♪♫♩♬♭}}}

As the earth moves the rains tumbled upon the hills and slowly slipped into to valley…

…and I understand the love of her whisper…

...listen to the winds...

{{{♪♫♩♬♭~ Pa…♪♫♩♬…tri…♪♫♩♬…cia ~ ♪♫♩♬♭}}}

© Feb 9, 2013 ~ DBC, Duke of the Arctic 
Photo courtesy  of PaM